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ChapterTwenty-Four
“Leave her alone.” The deep voice invaded my sleep hazed brain. I didn’t move my body or open my eyes. Instead, I tried to get my mind to come back online. There was something I was forgetting. It was lost in the fog of my brain, but I wasn’t coherent enough to remember what it was.
“She’s been sleeping for like four hours. She’s got to be hungry.”
“She’ll wake up when she’s ready. Her body is probably worn the fuck out. Two men tried to kill her, she had to fight them off, and she was stabbed in the process. Give her a little while longer. Stop being such a fucking pest.”
That’s right. Two men had been waiting in my apartment for me. The memories of what happened when I arrived home flipped through my mind quickly. I remembered taking the shower and then changing into the clothes Enzo brought into the bathroom for me. I remembered eating the grilled ham and cheese sandwich Cole made for me once I’d been cleaned. After that it was a little blank. I think we sat down on the couch, and as soon as my body relaxed, sleep took me.
Blinking my eyes open, I found myself laying on a bare tattooed chest, my fingers tangled in the little bit of blonde chest hair that was there. Tipping my head back, I looked up at the face that belonged to that chest. Cole’s eyes were looking down at me filled with the same worry I’d seen earlier.
“Sleeping is a wondrous thing. You should never interrupt a woman when she’s sleeping. All that will do is get you shot.” I shouldn’t let myself stay lying in his arms the way I was, but I couldn’t find the motivation to move.
“I was worried about you.” He sounded so sincere when he said that. I wanted to believe him.
It didn’t make any sense for him to worry about me though. After everything that’s happened between us, after everything I’ve done to the syndicate, he shouldn’t feel anything towards me but resentment and hatred.
“I’m fine. This isn’t the worst I’ve faced. My body just needed a little time to recop.” Shifting around until I was laying on my back on the pillows, I found Enzo lying next to me. The same cold stoic expression on his face as he stared at me. For a normal person it would be a look that would scare them. For me, I found it interesting. I was starting to learn each of the Valentino boys a little at the time, and Enzo wasn’t as emotionless as he’d want me to believe.
His hand idling moved back and forth along the skin of my thigh beneath the covers. I didn’t have any intention of moving it, unless it was higher up my leg. He was also closely inspecting the damage done to my face during the fight. I had no doubt there were bruises there I would have to cover up later.
He might not want me to know or say anything about it, but he cared about me. At least a little bit. That should worry me, but it didn’t. I was tired of fighting the feeling they all stirred up inside of me. I wanted them all, and I planned to let myself have them.
Starting right now.
Rolling towards Enzo, I ran my hand up his jean clad thigh until I got the hem of his T-Shirt. He hadn’t removed any clothes when he climbed into bed with me like Cole had, and that was alright. I had no problem removing them myself. Pushing myself a little higher on the bed, my hand moved beneath his shirt until my fingers could play in the divots and hard plains of his abs. The skin of his neck was warm and a little salty where my lips and tongue touched him.
I could feel the uptick of his heart rate as I kissed up his neck to his earlobe. Biting that little bit of flesh between my teeth as I pinched his nipple between my fingers, I moved my leg until I was laying across his lap and the warmth of my cunt was pressed against his hip.
A thrill of excitement dampened my panties even more as Cole moved to lay against my back. One hand tangled in my hair as he brushed it away from my neck and the other found its way to my breasts, squeezing them through my shirt. I let my head fall back against his shoulder as he sucked and bit along the column of my throat.
Enzo’s stomach quivered as my hand fell down his chest to the waist of his jeans. This boy was wearing too many clothes. Undoing the button and zipper, I shoved my hand down into the open flap to find his hard length. He’d gone commando, and I was enjoying every second of it.
“I want you in my mouth. Will you fuck my face, Enzo? Will you hold my head still and hit the back of my throat with this hard fucking cock?” I whispered in his ear as my hand moved up and down the silken stolk of his dick. My mouth was already watering as I imagined gagging on his dick, tears leaking out of the corner of my eyes while he focused more of himself down my throat.
“Give her what she wants, man. I want to fuck this sweet little pussy while she sucks you down. She’s already so fucking wet,” Cole growled in my ear as his fingers found their way into my panties. His fingertips moved through the wetness of my pussy, feather light around my hole, not pushing into me the way I wanted him too.
I didn’t wait for permission. I balanced on my knees as I tugged on his jeans. Lifting his hips so that I could get them off, Cole quickly stripped my shirt off leaving me kneeling above Enzo in nothing but the small scrap of lace that barely hid my cunt from view.
The fabric of his black boxer briefs were pulled tight across his trim hips, his cock already tenting the front at the thought of what was about to happen. With a hard pull, those were gone and out of the way. His long hard cock curved up to lay on his stomach. It was warm and smooth in the palm of my hand as I jacked him up and down before bending at the waist to lick my tongue up the length.
Tracing the vein that ran along the underside with my tongue back down to the black tuff of curls, I sucked one ball and then the other into my mouth with a bit of strong suction. His hand found my hair and ripped my head up.
“If we’re doing this, I’m in charge. Don’t fucking tease me. Get your fucking mouth on my dick.” He gripped my hand that was holding the base of his cock, pointed it straight up at me, and shoved my head down.
The taste of him was salty on my tongue. I could smell the scent of his soap as he pushed my nose into his groin and the thick bulbous head of dick hit the back of my throat. Fuck, that’s exactly what I wanted.
The heat from Cole’s bare thighs brushed up against the back of mine, and my pussy clenched at what was coming. A drop of cream leaked from between my bare pussy lips in anticipation of him thrusting hard and deep inside of me.
“Just open your throat and let me fuck this pretty little face. Cole’s going to start fucking that sweet little pussy. You don’t have to do anything but let us use all your holes.” Enzo gripped my head tighter between both his hands and started to move my face up and down on him.
I did exactly what he said and spread my knees further apart to give Cole all the room he could possibly want or need. The sound of ripping fabric filled the air to mingle with the wet sound of my mouth moving on Enzo’s cock.
Thick fingers traveled beneath my panties and found my clit, pinching it hard. A grunt of pain filled pleasure left my mouth. Arching my back, I pushed my ass up into their air desperately asking for me in the only way I could at the moment. Those same fingers found the gasping hole of my cunt and pushed inside. He didn’t take his time with one finger this time. He started off hard and fast, two fingers thrusting deep into my pussy and then scissoring out, stretching me out for his massive dick.
Grunts and groans of pleasure pushed out of Enzo’s mouth as he started to thrust his hips up to meet the downward pull of my face. I could feel the moisture of tears on my face, and every once in a while I forgot to breathe through my nose and gagged on his dick. He angled my head in the position that got more of him in my mouth.
Cole’s two fingers turned into three before I was really ready for it, but the small bite of pain was wonderful and I wasn’t going to complain about it. Finding the rhythm between Cole’s fingers and the way Enzo was controlling my head, I moved between them until my eyes were rolling back into my head from the orgasm that slammed into me.
